It courses through him, like dead wind, extinguishes his patience. He had assumed — but this is no place for assumption, only a sequence, step by step, of small, frail misunderstandings. In the cold, he sits and stills and lets the wind rule him, and the hours drench down in porous midnight mold.
He aches to hurt something as deeply as he is harmed. To round his hands around Chu Wanning's throat at twist simply for the frustration of lacking an outlet for his anger. To feel himself in triumph over at least one controllable variable.
No harm in him, to share. No recourse. Only his eyes, scratching Chu Wanning's face, only the extended, sickly silence of knowing what was said. ]
If poisoned had seized me, I would wish discretion. [ He knows what Chu Wanning saw, how it betrays Wangji. ] I have a family.
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It courses through him, like dead wind, extinguishes his patience. He had assumed — but this is no place for assumption, only a sequence, step by step, of small, frail misunderstandings. In the cold, he sits and stills and lets the wind rule him, and the hours drench down in porous midnight mold.
He aches to hurt something as deeply as he is harmed. To round his hands around Chu Wanning's throat at twist simply for the frustration of lacking an outlet for his anger. To feel himself in triumph over at least one controllable variable.
No harm in him, to share. No recourse. Only his eyes, scratching Chu Wanning's face, only the extended, sickly silence of knowing what was said. ]
If poisoned had seized me, I would wish discretion. [ He knows what Chu Wanning saw, how it betrays Wangji. ] I have a family.